How I Lost My Wife
PART II
This is how it went on for two weeks. work, home, exercise, shower, video myself jerking off then bed. Amy, Mistress, I couldn’t help but think of her like that now, would send me occasional pictures of sara. Her hair always pulled back into a tight ponytail and in clothes she would have never worn before. Sometimes she wore a collar, sometimes not, sometimes a ball gag, sometimes not. Her clothes ranged from super tight dresses, leggings, bodysuits, catsuits and sometimes just a thong. I could swear in the last picture, sara was wearing a dark blue latex dress with matching collar and cuffs, that I could see the outline of nipple piercings under the dress, but dared not ask. The only thing consistent was her hair, which was always pulled back tightly.I felt like a puppet on a string, controlled by these women. One day I got a text from Mistress Amy “I want you to come to my house tomorrow night at 7 pm. " It was summer and still light at 7 pm, I was scared to wear the leotard and tights as ordered by Amy, I mean Mistress, At 6 I showered and got dressed in the dance strap, tights and leotard. It was a thong leotard and rode up between my butt cheeks and put pressure on the ever-present butt plug. I left the house and was grateful no one saw me. I arrived at 6:59 pm and rang the doorbell to Mistress’s house. Amy answered the door in a black latex catsuit, she was taller than me by at least three inches, and had long red hair. She had on black stiletto boots and black thigh high stockings. She looked me up and down and nodded approvingly. I did not want to like her approving me but it made me feel good. Perhaps she would let me spend time with slave sara. Mistress said " on your hands and knees boy and crawl after me, you are not to stand unless I tell you to, “clear.” I responded “yes Mistress”. I followed Mistress to the basement. Mistress opened the door and ushered me inside. There were three other women in the room. One was a brunette wearing a latex catsuit with fishnet stockings. Another was a blonde wearing a latex catsuit with a matching collar and cuffs. Sara knelt on the floor wearing a dark blue leather collar matching wrist and ankle cuffs. Dark blue leather pumps with heels that had to be almost seven inches. Her nipples were pierced with small silver hoops. She did not look at me when I crawled in the room. Mistress walked over to Sara and whispered something in her ear. Sara looked up at me and smiled. Mistress walked behind me. She told me to stand, strip and kneel. She said this is Mistress Beth and her slave Kate. She looked at sara and said " slave go sit in the pleasure chair.” Slave sara stood, I could now see that her clitoral hood was pierced with three silver balls and she had a tattoo in beautiful script just above her mons reading “Property of Amy” and below that “willing slave” as sara walked across to the room to a strange chair I could see that she too was wear a butt plug with a pink crystal visible as she walked. Slave sat in the chair and Mistress’s Beith and Amy went to her and secured her wrists above her head and her ankles to legs of the chair forcing her pussy to be exposed. Mistress Amy looked at me and said “crawl over here and lick her, boy”. I crawled to where Sara was sitting and knelt between her legs. I licked her pussy. Sara moaned as I licked her pussy. Mistress Beth came up behind me and started rubbing my cock and pulled out my butt plug. Mistress Amy was out of sight behind me. As I licked sara her moaning increased and she started to squirm in her restraints. I felt a cool wet pressure on my butt hole as something pushed into it. It made me gasp. Mistress Amy grabbed my hips and started to thrust in and out. My cock was hard as rock with precum oozing out. Slave sara was approaching climax under my tongue. Mistress Beth started to slap my ass. I could feel her hand print on my ass cheek. I was in ecstasy. I was being fucked by Mistress Amy and Mistress Beth was spanking my ass. Sara was cumming hard under my tongue. As slave sara arched her back in a powerful orgasm I came too, spurting my seed all over the floor. I collapsed on the floor exhausted. Mistress Amy pulled her cock out of my ass and I heard Mistress Beth say “Amy, that was quite the show, How you trained these two in such a short time is just amazing” Beth walked over to sara and pinched her nipples causing sara to squeal in pain. Mistress Beth then said " well Amy, I must be off, I must get home so slave kate can lick me to happiness. Do call later this week, dear” and with that Beth clipped a leash to kate’s collar and led her out of the room. Mistress Amy picked up the butt plug and wiped my cum from my ass. She took a tube of lubricant and applied it to my asshole. She lubed the butt plug and slowly pushed it in. I gasped as it entered me. She said “lick the floor clean, boy.” I lowered my head and licked all of the jizz off the floor. Mistress Amy said “good boy, now get dressed and go home, your wife is great at licking my pussy and it needs attention. I will contact you soon” . I got dressed and left. I did not want to leave but knew that I should. It was dark when I left and I was thankful that no one would see me in a leotard. I drove home. I thought about what had happened. I could still taste Sara’s pussy on my tongue. I wondered what else Amy was going to do to me. I also wondered how much kate would enjoy eating her mistress’ pussy. I showered and went to bed naked. I woke up the next morning and remembered everything. I got out of bed and put on my sweats and t-shirt. I went downstairs to make coffee and my phone chimed; it was a text from my wife. It read “expect packages, text Mistress they arrive “I replied” ok, will be there soon " I finished making coffee and went to the door. I unlocked the door and went outside. The mailman was standing there with a package addressed to me. I carried the package into the kitchen and sent a text to Mistress Amy, why do I think of her like that, telling her the package was here. I opened the package and found a pair of black latex panties and a bra, half a dozen leotards in different colors, a dozen packages of dancer’s tights, a size too small for me, six more dance straps and a strange catsuit. Like the one I had seen slave sara in with hands and feet attached, but this one had a hood that zipped up in the back with an opening for the mouth but none other on the face. I text Mistress Amy and told her that the package had arrived. She asked if I was wearing the new panties and bra. I said yes. Mistress Amy said “good boy, I will be over in a few minutes, don’t move” .I put the package away and waited. After about 15 minutes I heard a car pull up. I walked to the door and opened it. Mistress Amy got out of her car. She looked stunning, she wore a long coat and boots. Sara followed behind her wearing a short sleeve red dress made of spandex that was so tight I could see all of her body piercing; she had a thin red choker on with a small ring set above her throat and 7-inch black pumps with ankle straps on her stocking feet. I let them both in. I took a second look at slave sara’s face and was confused. She never wore that much makeup and her lips, cheeks and eyes looked puffy. Mistress Amy saw me looking and said " You noticed my slave’s new permanent make up, the swelling will go down in a few days. Stick out your tongue slave” and sara did to reveal that she had three very large balls piercing her tongue, starting at the tip and ending in the middle. Mistress said “tell your husband you love him” And sara looked at me with bright blue eyes and said “oh, Mark, I do love you, but I worship and obey Mistress”.. Mistress Amy smiled and said “you may kiss your wife” . I kissed sara and felt her tongue with the piercings enter my mouth. I pulled away and said “you are beautiful, I love you” . Mistress removed her coat to reveal she was wearing a black strappy teddy with attached stockings leading to the shiny black 4-inch pumps on her feet. She sat at the kitchen table, crossed her legs slowly and said " there are going to be some changes”. She reached under the table and grabbed my hand. I said “what are you doing?” Mistress Amy said “I am taking control of your life” . She took my hand and placed it on her crotch. and told me to kneel. I went to my knees in front of her and she stared at me with brilliant green eyes, I was afraid. I said “please Mistress, I just want Sara back as my wife " . Mistress Amy said “I know you do and you have done well by her. You are the best husband she ever had. But she is mine now and I like it that way, in fact you are mine too. Now kiss my shoes” . I crawled over to her at the table and start to kiss her shoe. She went on " I didn’t tell Beth how I caught your beautiful wife. After sara became a slave, I found she could take off the enslaving collar, though I dared not touch it. You are going to help build my harem and maybe just maybe I won’t make you a transvestite. I might even let you and my property spend time together.". Mistress Amy laughed and said “I guess you can call me Mistress Amy now” . I said “yes Mistress” . Mistress Amy said “good boy” . She stood up and said “come with me” . I stood to follow her and she turned and glared, shouting " you will crawl unless I tell you otherwise.” I dropped to the floor like a stone. She led me upstairs to the master bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed and pointed to the floor between her legs. I crawled forward and licked her pussy through her teddy. She started talking " first I will have security cameras installed here so I can watch you when I want to. Next you will wear the leotard and tights or the latex bra and panties under your clothes when you are out of the house. In the house you will only wear leotards or latex, and lastly you start some yoga and Pilates. You are not flexible enough for me.” As I worked her pussy with my tongue she started to moan with pleasure. Soon she had my head with both hands and her legs wrapped me like a python. As she came, she declared “not bad for a boy, not bad at all.". She released my head and stood up. She said “It is time for me to leave, stay where you are boy, I will show myself out” . I knelt on the floor watching them leave, Sara’s ass looked amazing as she glided down the hall on her heels. I heard the door open and close, a car starts and then pulls out. I just sat in the latex bra and panties wondering what was happening. How was Mistress going to use the collar to enslave mistress Beth?
How would I ever get Sara back? I fell asleep on the floor, waking up with a start. I was still in the latex panties and bra. I looked around and there was no one else home. I went back to my routine. work, home exercise, now with a yoga and Pilates component, shower jerk off, bed. Wearing the tights and leotard under my clothes at work was terrifying, what if someone found out. The leotard and tights were more comfortable than the latex bra and panties. The latex left me covered in a puddle of sweat. The day after Mistress visited a company showed up and installed multiple cameras in every room and closet, even the bathrooms. The workers would just stare at me in my leotard. The one female worker walked close to me as they were leaving and whispered " I think it looks hot on you, sweety,” and smacked my ass hard. I was surprised by the instant attempt at erection but the dance strap kept my manhood tucked away.
The next day I was sitting at my desk when the woman from the other day came into my office. She said “I saw you yesterday, you look really cute in that leotard, I bet you are a real slut, huh?” . I replied “no I’m not, I have a wife she is just out, it’s complicated.” She looked at me for a long time and handed me a slip of paper and said " when you change your mind text me you cute little slut.” I sat holding the paper then put it into my pocket. It was time to go home anyway. I got home at dinner and did my exercises. I took a shower and put on the leotard and tights. It felt good to wear them. I looked at myself in the mirror. My nipples were hard and the leotard pushed them up against the fabric. The dance strap was pinning my shaft down between my legs as I thought of texting the number the woman had left me. I took the paper out of my pocket and looked at it. It read ‘susan with a local phone number’. I was confused even though I masturbated every night thinking of sara between Mistress’s legs and said ‘thank you mistress’ I was still so horny. what if i sent a text what would happen. As I stood there thinking my phone chimed. It was a text from slave sara, why did I think slave, dammit, it read’ Mistress wants to know what is on the paper.’ Well fuck, I was in it now. I sent a text to slave sara, I wanted to say sara, explaining the whole encounter with Susan.